Careful. You don't want to feel my foot on your trachea

Sometimes I think Psyburn is bipolar or something. We would voice-chat on Skype fairly normally and then he would get all angry suddenly and start insulting me and cursing at me and then go off into long rants about films he want to make and why he can't make them and how depressed it makes him.

But then again, I don't know how serious he is and it could all be an act.

Sometimes I think Psyburn is bipolar or something. We would voice-chat on Skype fairly normally and then he would get all angry suddenly and start insulting me and cursing at me and then go off into long rants about films he want to make and why he can't make them and how depressed it makes him.

But then again, I don't know how serious he is and it could all be an act.

Just fyi, you were chatting with many people(including myself) that day

No, I talk to him one-on-one too.

I didnt really get emo years or anything even close to Strangeluv's stories but here's the gist of my teen ages:

Back in elementary school I was the fat kid people laughed at because I couldn't get good Phys Ed grades and was always way behind when we ran around the school yard. Phys Ed teacher laughed of me in front of everyone once, which was prolly like the worst day of my life back then. It like, gave all the students the signal that laughing of me was okay, and from this day on I was picked on in every single day of elementary school. Nice work, asshole! That little silly action for him, laughing of the fat kid, is pretty much what caused me to be an awkward social retard for most of my teenage.

In high school at first I was in a private high school where everyone was sort of weird, I was still pretty introverted because I could never make friends at school before. My marks went slowly down and down, and I ended up being kicked out of private school and into public school, and I am very thankful of that today. When in public school, for a reason that completely eludes me, even though I still was very introverted and awkward, I made lots of friends. Maybe I just wasn't as awkward anymore or something, or maybe the people were more mature? That was in like 3rd grade high school. I hanged out with like, people that looked like big tall adults when compared to the tiny other students around them. They listened to metttaalll and had big scary dark clothing and studded bracelets, and were pretty much the people mmmmy parents wwwarned me against... the bad crowd... violent people... When you come from a private school with an imposed dark blue uniform and white bars over windows and religious teachers, thats pretty scary! They listened to loud metal and rock n roll and whatnot, like Black Sabbath and Iron Maiden. These guys were like ssssuper extraverted and loud. But yeah for some reason we were friends, and they were prolly the nicest people I ever met back then.
Then I made more friends, like "drug buddies". Which was odd, because I never did drugs in my entire life, even up to today. I was always the odd one out with them, the awkward nerd in a big group of cool people who smmmoke pot and have parties. They weren't with me like ironically or anything, it was pretty strange! I didn't really have fun at their "parties" though because all they did there was g-gget stoned while listening to music in a large group. I was the one dude in the place that didn't take anything, so it made me feel like, what the hell am I doing here? But I really enjoyed being in a large group of people for once. I became gradually more sociable there, and by the time I changed schools again (The public high school I went to only had grades 1 to 3, I had to switch schools again) I was more of a normal person with n-n-normal friends and hobbies and whatnot.

When I changed high schools again is also the very first time I talked to black people. No kidding. During my whole childhood I lived in uniformly white suburbs, and my only sample of people of any other race was the weird Vietnamese drugstore owner who let underage kids get beer, and black people as seen on TV.... in my mind, black people were like, the bad crowd. Members of street gangs... they take druges... they're in poor families... they're violent... aggressive... It was my first impression when I saw someone with darker skin. Luckily, as this new school was full of people of all races, these ideas disappeared over time. I think they had their biggest blow when I went to these LARPS when I was around 16, and there were black people there. Before that I thought, whaat, don't black people just listen to hip hop and get blazed??! whats happening. And I realized some..some of them even played video games... . And poof... once again, video games is what broke all boundaries... (I am serious this is what removed all of my racist ideas definitely)

I discovered rpgmaker and joined GW around the time when I first entered public school. I was still very socially awkward back then but my English was so bad that you guys prolly couldn't tell what parts of my weirdness were because of FOREIGN LANGUAGE and what parts where SOCIAL AWKWARDNESS.

I like that story. I dunno, I like getting to know little things like this about you guys, as people, not GUY WHO TRASHES METAL GEAR EVERYDAY.

Anyway, Frankie, that is pretty sad, dude. Sometimes people don't know how big of an effect something small could have on someone. Like just your gym teacher laughing and the whole chain reaction that followed.

my life's been pretty peachy except for one situation.  i fell in love with a girl in high school and it was pretty awkward because it was the first time i was attracted emotionally and not physically.  physically i guess you can say she was pretty plain looking but hooooooly shiiiiit i just wanted to be with her for the rest of my life (famous last words).  we talked and there was an obvious spark/chemistry going.  we became friends, not good friends but "smile and nod and talk in the hallway and work on school projects together" friends.  right when i was going to ask her out to the box social she surprises me with a boyfriend... who happened to be a major dick and he even had one of those goofy pedo'staches (er, molestache). 

for the rest of the school year it was awkward moments between me and her.  i started working out, losing all the fat i built up over the previous years in high school and building muscle up.  it was a predominately rich white school with only a few black guys (who all had black girls) and everyone pretty much ignored me probably because of insecurities or something (and i was a huuuge jackass back in middle school).  regardless, my relationship with this girl was still friendly and i could tell by her body language that she really wanted to be with me but she also liked this guy.  i could tell i was tearing her apart but after graduation we shook hands and smiled and i melted on the spot.

it's been like 5 or 6 years since and i can't stop thinking of her.  the thoughts are less and less frequent but every time something reminds me of her (motorcycles, posies, a bunch of weird stuff) thoughts start barraging my head.

but... uh, i steer clear of trouble.  my friends call me a granny but i HATE HATE HATE drama.  i picked up some judo and tai chi in the military and i take boxing classes just in case someone wants to start shit but overall i'm that guy who thinks its better to blend in with the crowd than stand out.

At age 13, my first sexual encounter is with my cousin. She was 15 at the time. I used to spy on her while she changed her clothes. She catches me one day and opens her towel for me and asks me what I like most about her body. I want to run away but I don't know what to do. I tell her that her breasts look the nicest. A couple months later, we are at a beach house, sleeping together in the same room. There is so much of us that we have to share beds. She decides to sleep on the same bed as me. While I am trying to sleep, her hand reaches over and touches my dick. It becomes semi-hard. She asks me if I like it. I say yes. She jacks me off and I come. We've spoken normally ever since but never about that. She's married now.

honestly i think a ridiculous amount of people have had some sort of sexual encounter with a close relative (brother, sister, cousin, etc.) which is pretty much ignored if not completely forgotten about later on.  i know i have.

honestly i think a ridiculous amount of people have had some sort of sexual encounter with a close relative (brother, sister, cousin, etc.) which is pretty much ignored if not completely forgotten about later on.  i know i have.

I think so too. It never really had any effect on me. It doesn't even really BOTHER me (I think the most of it that used to bother me was because it didn't bother me) and I don't feel embarrassed to talk about it, I guess. It wasn't like OH MY GOD I WAS MOLESTED. It just came and went and I never dwelt on it. It just happened and life moved on and I sort of forgot about it.

What ever happened to that girl by the way, is she married now or something

What ever happened to that girl by the way, is she married now or something

eh, fuck if i know.  she was accepted into the university of williamsburg (or was it lexington... ugh, some county around richmond) and i tried to keep email contact but i haven't heard back from her since i left for boot camp so she's either dead, lost interest, or thinks i am a stalker (seriously, i GUESSED her email simply by typing her first and last name followed by her school name).  i used to have her emails saved but i deleted them last year to help me get over it.

it has helped... a little.  most of my friends from highschool are either dead or working dead end jobs.  like i said, it was a rich white school so every parent bought their kids a car and pretty much everyone drank.  i think i can ex off 1/4 of my yearbook from drinking 'n driving accidents in ONE YEAR alone.

i internet stalk the myspace accounts of some alumni from my old school (creepy, yes, but i get bored at night) and a lot of them are married or doing something stupid like burning themselves out on pot while working at mcdonalds.  i used to regret my decision to join the federal government in their raid against brown people but after witnessing how fat and shitty most graduates end up i'm kind of happy that i'm healthy and have money in my pocket.

i still secretly wish i went to college and had a good time or something.  i'd probably be dead by now but sometimes i regret not being the social butterfly that i could have been.

i cannot imagine having any sort of sexual encounter with a relative, man.  not OBJECTIVELY FUCKED UP or anything but i don't know how you do not find it completely repellent.



so yeah you're both fucking gross

Do you really think it's THAT abnormal to feel that way at a young age, dude

i still secretly wish i went to college and had a good time or something.

I feel the SAME way. Like, I'll come home and won't have anything to really do or anyone to hangout with.

I got a few friends I drink with on the weekends and we do some pretty cool shit but they're kind of dumb about stuff and NEVER PLAN ANYTHING OUT so half the time we don't end up doing anything fun (like go to strip clubs where some guy calls me jesus incarnate or something idon'tknow) but I've lost contact with most of the people I grew up with and it sucks.

I live in a small town and I'll come across someone I used to know and be HEY WHATS UP MAN!?? But thats about it.

I was thinking about saving up to go to college next year but I don't know if its a good idea.


Also, like 3/4 of the girls I used to be friends with are pregnant/have kids or are married to some asshole.

I didnt have emo years. I was bullied during primary and part of secondary, and that led me to be a somewhat lonely dude, but I liked being alone. By the end of highschool I started wanting to hang around with people, but it was sort of late for me in that school so I sorted that shit when I started uni. Now I'm at my third year and have more good buddies than ever.

But what I want to post here is that in the bad times of my life I learnt to overcome them with some sort of natural ease. I hold no grudges with any of the people that used to bully me. Some became better people, others are still assholes and while I rather not hang around them I have no problems with them. I dont have an enemy.
And as for falling for girls, it happened a couple of times, they resulted in let downs but I seem to recover pretty quickly and forget all the sort of emotions I used to have. Shrug, I guess this is because don't take life that seriously.

so yeah you're both fucking gross

it's something that's hard to deal with when you're 6.  i didn't even have a "sexual identity" it was just sort of "she's touching me she's touching me should i say something she's touching me OH LOOK SUPAH MARIO BROS SUPAH SHOW!"

heard it here first folks
Marcus first came to Super Mario bros

Christ on a stick I think we need to bring back the Happy Thoughts forum.

I concur. :/

And when I thought I had it rough, Strangeluv's the man.

Are you kidding me? You got fucking shot!